Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 202 Backlash from the Furnace
Zhu Ju sat cross-legged on the futon, holding the jade slip and silently sensing it. A cultivation method entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Never forget our love!

One of the core lineages of the Hehuan School.

In terms of rank, it is in no way inferior to the Tiangang Method of the Longshou lineage of the Mingxu Sect.

This was left to him by Consort Yuan before she left.

This method leads to enlightenment through emotion, until one reaches a state of forgetting emotion. The more perfect one's state of mind, the faster one's cultivation will be, and the greater one's future achievements will be.

If one can reach the highest level, even a mortal can possess a cultivation speed exceeding that of someone with an innate Dao body.

This is a method that doesn't rely on talent, but entirely on one's state of mind.

The technique is profound and inconceivable; for cultivators with poor aptitude, it can be described as defying fate.

However, the concept of "state of mind" is difficult to grasp. Some people are well-versed in poetry and literature and can speak eloquently, yet they make no progress in cultivating this skill.

Some people are born slow-witted, yet they can still make remarkable progress.

There is no logic to this.

Therefore, the Hehuan Sect also has a method to help cultivate a perfect state of mind, making this practice shine.

Yin-Yang Seeds
It is an indispensable auxiliary secret method for forgetting emotions and transcending attachments.

'As expected of the Demonic Sect. The principle of 'Formless Forgetfulness' is inherently righteous, but with the Yin-Yang Seed, it becomes the Demonic Path.'

'Plant a yin-yang seed within the bodies of lovers, nurture it daily, and once it matures, kill and take it.'

'The Hehuan Sect uses this method to help practitioners achieve a state of mental perfection, but can detachment truly replace detachment?'

Zhu Ju shook his head slightly, neither confirming nor denying it.

'The Curse of Obsessive Love, the Seed of Yin and Yang—the person who created this secret technique is a true genius. They dared not even think of such a thing, managing to use the inner demons that others desperately avoid for their own purposes.'

Yin-Yang Seeds
It's an inner demon!

"Once the Yin-Yang Seed matures, the cultivator who harvests it will not only obtain all the spiritual power of the host, but will also use it as a foundation to trigger a change in their state of mind, allowing the cultivator's mind to undergo a transformation—truly a win-win situation."

According to the cultivation method, cultivators with such a mindset can make rapid progress even in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Zhu Ju put down the jade slip, seemingly lost in thought.

'The techniques of "Formless Forgetfulness" and "Yin-Yang Seed" are both extraordinary, especially their unfathomable mastery over the human heart.'

'but……'

"Why not use the Blood-Stealing Curse or the Seven Emotions Technique!"

True.

The methods of the Hehuan School are truly remarkable.

For example, the Yin-Yang Seed can even seize the primordial spirit of others.

However, the Blood-Stealing Curse can not only steal another person's primordial spirit, but also their cultivation level and even their talent.

even,

The Yin-Yang Seed cultivation process requires a series of steps; the slightest mistake could lead to failure or even a backlash from the cultivation technique.

The Blood Curse, however, does not have these drawbacks.

With just a few simple steps that any ordinary person could take, the Blood Curse can take everything from another person.

unfortunately,

This method has been lost.

There is also the method of indulging in the seven emotions and six desires.

This mental cultivation technique, when paired with the Demon Blade, allows for perfect control over the seven emotions and six desires, not just romantic love.

This realm seems to be even more profound than simply forgetting emotions.

'Now it seems that the first world I transmigrated to was definitely unusual. It didn't even have any acquired martial artists who had cultivated internal energy, yet it possessed inconceivable techniques like the Blood-Stealing Curse and the Demon Blade.'

Even that giant hand, imbued with the power of all five elements, is extraordinary; its mysteries remain unfathomable to this day.

A multitude of thoughts arose and fell, eventually culminating in a soft sigh.

Zhu Ju suppressed his distracting thoughts, his eyes darting around.

"However, what Consort Yuan said is true. Although I have the infatuation curse and yin-yang seed planted by Yuan Tong, I can use them to counteract them."

'even……'

'By seizing its primordial spirit, one can attain self-perfection, just like the furnace that achieved the foundation of the Dao two hundred years ago.'

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the other side.

Qi Yao sat opposite him, her face gloomy, and her gaze was filled with deep disgust.

"rat!"

"Me, despicable?" Zhu Ju smiled faintly.
"The top-tier inheritance of the Hehuan Sect is right in front of you. I don't believe you won't be tempted."

"Shameless!" Qi Yao gritted her teeth and cursed angrily.

"I thought you were a good person, and Yuan Tong treated you with all her heart, yet you wanted to betray her!"

"He was even thinking of killing her to achieve his own goals."

"A good person?" Zhu Ju asked calmly.

"It seems that you've become naive after spending so much time with Yuan Tong. When has the Hehuan Sect ever had a good person?"

"and……"

Do you really think Yuan Tong can adapt to the Hehuan Sect?

Qi Yao's expression changed slightly.

indeed.

The Hehuan Sect is ultimately a demonic sect. If it weren't for Consort Yuan's protection, Zhou Yuantong would never have survived to this day.

“Senior Yuanfei is right. Compared to Yuan Tong, I am more suited to the Hehuan Sect,” Zhu Ju said slowly.
"even."

"It is more suitable for the technique of forgetting emotions and detachment."

“She needs someone to help her with things, but it doesn’t necessarily have to be Yuan Tong. I’m obviously more suitable.”

"pity!"

He sighed:
"They are ultimately demonic cultivators. They didn't even give us the complete cultivation techniques, only the Innate Realm. They are too stingy."

Actually.

Zhu Ju suspected that even the methods for reaching the Innate Realm had not been fully taught by Yuan Fei, and that she had kept some secrets.

"Hmph!" Qi Yao gritted her teeth:
"Aren't you afraid I'll tell Yuan Tong that you also received your master's inheritance and are thinking of seizing her primordial spirit?"

"You're a smart man, you should know very well how to make choices," Zhu Ju said, raising an eyebrow with a half-smile.
"Compared to the innocent Yuan Tong, I have a greater chance of success."

"Furthermore, if Senior Consort Yuan finds out that you betrayed her, what do you think your chances of survival are?"

Qi Yao's expression changed slightly.

"One day, when I obtain Yuan Tong's primordial spirit and become a core disciple, I will surely be able to attain the Foundation Establishment Realm," Zhu Ju slowly said.
"You should be trying to please me now."

"After all, if I were to achieve the Dao Foundation stage, there wouldn't be many people I could use in the Joyful Union Sect. You are one of them. For the sake of today, I might take care of you a little."

"Hmph!" Qi Yao snorted coldly, her expression shifting back and forth, finally gritting her teeth and whispering:

"Would you like some tea?"

"Haha..." Zhu Ju was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter:

"I like your personality. You know how to seek advantage and avoid harm. In this world, you can only survive better by attaching yourself to the strong."

"No need for tea."

Seeing Qi Yao get up to prepare tea, his smile faded:
"Yuan Tong may not come back."

"Hmm?" Qi Yao's eyes lit up:
"Yup!"

“Yuan Tong can go far away, and your plan will not succeed. You are just a second-stage innate being.”

"Drink my ass!"

She muttered a curse under her breath, threw the cup on the ground, and continued to sit cross-legged opposite her, 'keeping watch'.

…………

A few days later.

"Ding……"

The copper bell in the cave trembled slightly.

Qi Yao's expression changed, and she hurriedly stood up:
"Yuan Tong is back!"

"Yes." A hint of helplessness flashed in Zhu Ju's eyes as he stood up unhurriedly.

"It seems she still can't bear to part with me."

"You..." Qi Yao gritted her teeth:
"Yuan Tong will see your true colors!"

"Heh..." Zhu Ju waved his sleeve:
"You insensible maid, hurry up and prepare hot water to welcome your wife's triumphant return."

Qi Yao clenched her fists and stomped her feet, but she didn't refuse. She turned around to prepare.

"Shh!"

A rainbow descended from the sky and landed in front of the cave entrance. Zhou Yuantong, her eyes red, rushed into Zhu Ju's arms.

"Master."

"You shouldn't have come back." Zhu Ju sighed softly, patted her back, and then smiled: "But you're back, so why did you bring a rabbit?"

"I met it on the road, and seeing how pitiful it was, I took it in. So the trip wasn't a complete waste," Zhou Yuantong said with a smile.

"Look how cute it is, my husband."

"Hmm." Zhu Ju stroked the fluffy white rabbit, looked at someone behind him, and frowned.
"Who are you?"

"My name is Xiao Chengzai." A handsome man dressed in white clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute.
"Brother Zhu, I was ordered to accompany Senior Sister Zhou on a mission, and I've heard your name so often these past few days that it's become tiresome."

"Truly an extraordinary demeanor!"

He squinted at me, a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"Alright." Zhou Yuantong turned around, her brows furrowed.
"I've arrived at my destination; you can go back now."

"Master!"

She held Zhu Ju's hand:

"Let's go back to the cave."

night.

Zhou Yuantong lay on the bed with her long hair loose, her eyes lifeless as she spoke:
"Those two were deeply in love, but in the end they could not escape their fate; even their pet rabbit did not survive."

"Ms. sir..."

“I know I shouldn’t have come back, but I’ve already lost my parents and siblings, and I can’t live without you.”

"Now that you're back, there's no point in saying anything more." Zhu Ju helped her gather her long hair and spoke softly:
"You don't need to worry too much, and there's no need to be discouraged. The reason those two failed is because their cultivation levels were too weak."

"If you can become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Joyful Union Sect might not dare to send anyone to retaliate. If we can reach the Golden Core stage..."

"The so-called betrayal is ignored by everyone; the Hehuan Sect is always ready to welcome us."

“Hmm…” Zhou Yuantong turned to the side:

"My husband is right."

"What's wrong with Qi Yao today? She seems like a completely different person. Did you bully her while I was away?"

"How could that be?" Zhu Ju chuckled.
"She is much stronger than me."

"Too."

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A few days later.

"Master!"

Clad in pristine white, Zhou Yuantong hovered in mid-air, stepping on a colorful magical artifact, and summoned the Sword of Oblivion:
"Look at the sword!"

"Shh!"

A flash of white light, and it headed straight for the figure below.

"Ding……"

Zhu Ju, holding a long sword borrowed from Ding Gui, suddenly swung it and struck the incoming flying sword squarely.

A thousand cuts are endless!

Hundreds of blade beams suddenly appeared, slashing at the flying sword from all directions.

"whee……"

Zhou Yuantong, suspended in mid-air and seemingly invincible, chuckled softly, his sword technique subtly shifting:
"Tender feelings!"

The white light below suddenly trembled, like needles and threads interlacing, crisscrossing and flashing back and forth as it broke through the blade's edge.

Love is the most tender, yet also the most resilient.

It's a tangled mess that can't be untangled.

"drink!"

Zhu Ju's expression hardened, and he unleashed a slash, becoming one with his blade.

One strike to cut through the air!

The sword light that had been swirling around him quietly dissipated.

"My lord, your swordsmanship is superb!"

Zhou Yuantong's voice was filled with admiration as she attacked again on her sword.

The sword technique she cultivated was called Rainbow Skirt Heavenly Sword. The name was beautiful, and the moves were exquisite, with all the killing intent hidden within.

Just like the move he's just using now.

A blue phoenix dances in the sky!

The sound of the phoenix is ​​the most beautiful; the sound still lingers in the ear. If one is even slightly distracted, the flying sword will seize the opportunity to strike.

"My sword technique is driven by emotion. When I am happy, the sword moves with leaps and bounds; when I am sad, the sword cries out mournfully."

Zhou Yuantong spoke:
"When one cultivates to the highest level, even a single thought can cause the heavens and earth to grieve."

"Shh!"

She flicked her finger, and the flying sword soared through the air, as if celestial maidens were dancing in the void, disrupting the primordial energy of heaven and earth and obscuring perception.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Zhu Julang laughed, and swiftly slashed with his sword:

"Take a move from me too!"

Sever ties with the mortal world!
"when……"

The flying sword retreated rapidly.

"My husband's swordsmanship is so strange. It seems to be the Ghost God Limit or the Immortal Demon Slash, but it is actually quite different."

Zhou Yuantong landed, her face showing curiosity:

"But it is indeed impressive."

If it were someone else, they certainly wouldn't notice the difference.

However, Zhou Yuantong, who spends every day with Zhu Ju and is familiar with the Ghost God Limit and Immortal Demon Slash, can still sense the difference.

external,

Indeed, it is a limit for ghosts and gods, and a slaying force for immortals and demons.

But the core is different, seemingly containing some mystery.

"My swordsmanship has no name. If you wish, you can call it the Demon Blade," Zhu Ju said.
"Based on the seven emotions and six desires, it is unrestrained in its external aspects."

"Excellent swordsmanship," Zhou Yuantong exclaimed.

“Since your swordsmanship is excellent, then I will teach you.” Zhu Ju’s expression turned solemn:
"Although this sword technique won't be of much use to you, it's the best thing I can give you."

"Why so serious?" Zhou Yuantong pursed her lips.

"I'll learn it."

…………

Leng Xing is dead.

He died from the punishment of being skinned alive.

When Zhu Ju arrived, his body was hanging from a long pole, exposed to the scorching sun.

To do this when one is already dead is clearly intentional.

"How miserable!"

"It is said that when Junior Brother Leng was being skinned, he still maintained his rationality and watched helplessly as his skin was peeled off."

“That’s right, he was put under a mind-awakening spell, so he won’t faint even if he’s subjected to the most painful torture.”

"why?"

Some people don't understand the sound:

“I know Leng Xing. He’s usually very low-key and tends to the flowers and plants for some inner disciples. He shouldn’t be subjected to such torture.”

"I heard that he killed the spiritual flower of an inner disciple, which angered that person and led to his retaliation."

"Heh..." one person scoffed.
“Inner disciples who kill outer disciples will at most be punished, and someone like Leng Xing will not be punished at all.”

"If you're dead, you're dead!"

Zhu Ju blended in with the crowd and was inconspicuous. He just looked up at the corpse above, his eyes slightly dim.

Having witnessed countless deaths, he was not surprised by Leng Xing's death.

They would not blame Zhou Yuantong either.

The Hehuan Sect also has the right to act arbitrarily. If Zhou Yuantong provides protection to Leng Xing, there will definitely be enemies who will retaliate deliberately.

Ignore it
It's actually a form of protection.

This has been the case for many years.

"Checked it out."

Qi Yao squeezed into the crowd and whispered:

"The inner disciple who killed Leng Xing was named Xiao Chengzai."

"Xiao Chengzai?" Zhu Ju nodded slowly. He certainly wouldn't forget someone he had met not long ago.

“I remember him.”

(End of this chapter)